All posts by Eric Robert Nolan

Eric Robert Nolan graduated from Mary Washington College in 1994 with a Bachelor of Science in Psychology. He spent several years a news reporter and editorial writer for the Culpeper Star Exponent in Culpeper, Virginia. His work has also appeared on the front pages of numerous newspapers in Virginia, including The Free Lance – Star and The Daily Progress. Eric entered the field of philanthropy in 1996, as a grant writer for nonprofit healthcare organizations. Eric’s poetry has been featured by Dead Beats Literary Blog, Dagda Publishing, The International War Veterans’ Poetry Archive, and elsewhere. His poetry will also be published by Illumen Magazine in its Spring 2014 issue.
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Cover to “Daredevil” #232, David Mazzucchelli, 1986

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Marvel Comics.

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Publication notice: The Bees Are Dead will feature “At the End of the World, My Daughter Wept Metal.”

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I am honored to share here that my colleagues over at The Bees Are Dead have agreed to publish my science fiction – horror story, “At the End of the World, My Daughter Wept Metal.”

The story, which originally appeared in Dagda Publishing’s “All Hail the New Flesh” story anthology, should be featured at the online magazine’s website by the end of this month.  I will post a link here when it appears.

I am quite grateful to Philippe Atherton-Blenkiron and Dennis Villelmi for this opportunity — not to mention B.A.D.’s invaluable editorial input, which helped me to tighten up my writing considerably.  Cheers, Mates!

 

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Cover of “Amazing Stories,” Ed Valigursky, July 1958

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Ziff-Davis Publishing.

 

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Throwback Thursday: Mary Washington College Spring Break 1994!

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This is a shot of me and my alum Dave at the site of the “Lost Colony of Roanoke” during Spring Break 1994.  A bunch of the seniors at Mary Washington College’s New Hall trekked down to North Carolina’s Outer Banks that year; this is one of the places we stopped along the way.

Dear God, that was one of the most enjoyable trips of my life.

What the hell were Dave and I doing below?   Performing a skit?  I can’t remember.  I was a really, really weird kid, and Dave was also pretty out there.

 

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“Elegy for JFK,” by W. H. Auden (read by Irene Dailey)

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Cover to “Amazing Stories,” Frank R. Paul, May 1929

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Experimenter Publishing.

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The sandbox is filled with gasoline.

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And somebody handed lighters to the two aggressive, petulant, tantrum-prone toddlers on either end.

Should something terrible come to pass, don’t blame the people of North Korea. They didn’t elect their toddler.

 

 

 

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“A MAN HAS NO NAME.”

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Except when a cheesy marketing gimmick causes a grown man to ransack the Dunkin’ Donuts cooler in search of a novelty plastic bottle.  Then a man has a name.

 

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Alec Guinness reads T. S. Eliot’s “The Waste Land.”

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Help us, Poemy-Wan Kenobi.  You’re our only hope.

 

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“The Letter,” William McGregor Paxton, 1908

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Oil on canvas.

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